Friday, February 13, 2009

POETRY FRIDAY: SWEETHEARTS DANCE



Happy Valentine's Day.




SWEETHEARTS DANCE
by Nikki Grimes

He pulls her close
She strokes his face
Their thoughts fly to
Their starting place

The Sweethearts Dance
The day they met
He still remembers
She can't forget

The music plays
Just like before
The graying sweethearts
Young once more
Whirl and dance
Across the floor.

Today's Poetry Friday is hosted by Big A, little a.

Friday, February 6, 2009

LIST OF CHILDREN'S POETRY BOOKS COMING OUT IN 2009

Sylvia Vardell lists over 25 books per post, so 50+ poetry books coming out in 2009! Yeah for poetry!

http://poetryforchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/poetry-of-2009-jean-littles-birthday.html

http://poetryforchildren.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-poetry-to-come-in-2009-whats-poem.html

Sylvia's blog POETRY FOR CHILDREN is a must visit for anyone interested in children's poetry. Enjoy:)

IMMERSED

For my final entry in The Unofficial Jill Corcoran Original Poem Poetry Week I present IMMERSED.

IMMERSED
Last night I plunged
into the deep
rich white space

between what is written and
what I envision

between where ink stops and
imagination begins.

Last night I stayed
up into the
wee
wee
hours
reading
reading
reading
a book.
© Jill Corcoran 2009

Catch this week's POETRY FRIDAY roundup at Wild Rose Reader.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

TIME-OUTS & WAITING-CINQUAIN THURSDAY

I've decided this will be ORIGINAL POETRY WEEK on my blog. I proclaim today Cinquain Day!

TIME-OUTS
If time-

outs are my time
to think things out, why then
do you come in and tell me what
to think?
© Jill Corcoran 2009

WAITING
Sun-baked
beetle flails on
his back, waiting for the
curious puppy to wake up
and play.
© Jill Corcoran 2009

For more original poems by yours truly, click here.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

THE POTTY-an original poem

Sometimes you write a poem that you know will not fit into any of your children's poetry collections but just makes you laugh.

THE POTTY
There you sit, big and wide,
Waiting for me to put something inside.
Uh uh. Forget it. I’m not climbing on.
You’ll take all my insides and then they’ll be gone.
I don’t want a sticker, a star or a treat,
I just want to go standing here on my feet.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll give you a try
But today it’s too late.
I think you know why.
© Jill Corcoran 2009

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

CAMOUFLAGED-an original poem

I dream of a world of peace, equality and love. May 2009 be the year my dream comes true.

CAMOUFLAGED
Camouflaged in
Army greens
United States Sergeant Jesus Martinez
Cruises along Baghdad streets
Feared by enemies
Embraced by Iraqi citizens
Proud missionary of justice, equality and freedom.

Camouflaged in
A t-shirt and jeans
United States Sergeant Jesus Martinez
Cruises along Beverly Hills streets
Feared by shopkeepers
Mistrusted by Anglo citizens
Impatient for his next Tour of Duty.
© Jill Corcoran 2009

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